Jiang Chen sat on the ground. He sensed people conversing in the grove and listened attentively.
It was Patrick's voice.
At that moment, Patrick arrived with a group of people, entering the grove, and a Black-robed man approached from the opposite direction.
Patrick asked, "What's the plan?"
"They are retreating to the depths, heading towards the Evil God's territory to recuperate. We will dispatch a team tomorrow to intercept you all," the Black-robed man said.
"How many are retreating?"
"Over five hundred people."
"What about combat strength?"
"A total of fifteen, including myself. Two will accompany the main force to protect them, and the remaining thirteen will block your path."
Patrick nodded. "Good, you go back. After this is done, I will surely grant your wish to live under the glory of the Alliance of All-Gods."
The Black-robed man turned and left, disappearing from view.
Patrick returned with his men.
